“How can you be so bad at this? She has been playing for less ti than you and knows how to do it better.”
Marta is starting to get tired of doing whatever random stuff cos to mind.
“Hehehe! I’m better than you! The pro said it!”
Clara spins around in glee as she laughs at .
“I-it isn’t like this! It’s because I want to have fun and don’t care about winning or anything! I swear!”
“Ea, ea, ea… Don’t worry, Andreu, we understand…”
Clara cos near and starts to pat with her horrible tentacles.
Aagh! I don’t need you to console , I’m telling the truth! Also, it should be the other way around! It should be patting you and not the other way around, I’m the older brother!
I tremble in a mix of sha and disgust as I grab my sister’s arm (tentacle) to stop her patting.
Ugh, slimy…
“I can’t understand how I ended up losing against you all the ti… You’re a fool, why couldn’t I win a single ti?”
You’re still mulling about this, Marta? Didn’t we agree we would forget everything!?
Also… it’s because you can’t adapt to random things. You expect everyone to do their best and when sobody doesn’t, you can’t react on ti.
“I shouldn’t have co… I should have stayed in my dungeon, creating more monsters…” I cross my arms and mutter.
“But then you would miss our ‘together ti’ you insisted so much upon, Andreu. And more importantly, you would miss my amazing training course to turn you two into decent DMA players! You should be grateful, because thanks to , you’ll be a better player soon!”
She smiles, a smug expression on her face. So irritating. Let’s… shatter it.
I get close to her. We’re about the sa height, our eyes look straight at one another.
“But I don’t need your help, my dungeon is doing good, don’t you know? Maybe in a few months, I will be more famous than you? Then, I’ll beat you to the ground and show everybody who’s the best…”
“You’ll beat when the pigs fly!”
“Well, in my dungeon, they do! So this ans I can beat you anyti! Hahaha!”
“Then… uh, ah…” Aha! I got you there, Marta. You don’t know how to retort, hahaha! “I-in your dreams! You’ll never beat again!”
Clara takes this chance to sneak up on us and starts patting our heads, the two of us at the sa ti.
“Ea, ea, ea…”
Not again, Clara. Please, not again! She knows I don’t like it, so she does it on purpose.
What the hell are we doing, you ask? I’m sure you can imagine from bits of what we said, but I’ll explain anyway.
Rember when we decided to leave our differences behind and restore our previous relationship? This is the result after talking about what we could do.
And spending ti together was the perfect opportunity for Marta to take the lead and force us into a training session with her as the trainer. These were her exact words:
‘I want to die out of sha when I see your pathetic actions, Andreu. So I’ll teach you two how to move and plan your dungeon invasions. Clara, you’re a lot better than this pathetic worm, so I’ll also teach you how to beat the crap out of any enemy you find, ok?’
It’s kind of amazing how she manages to diss so many tis in a short conversation without it sounding forced, don’t you think so?
Anyway.
The thing is we’re now in a special area inside Marta’s main account dungeon, a secret area close to impossible to discover unless you know it’s there. She prepared a special course to train and Clara and is now using Makarel’s account to dive into it with us.
She could use her main account too, and co ‘protect’ the dungeon from our invasion. But this way is better because she can better help us if needed, and you can’t invade your own dungeon, so she had no choice but to use the second account.
By the way, her main dungeon, the one we’re currently in, is a Divine Blood dungeon, the faction with the celestials. Angels, demigods, pegasi… Very powerful stuff.
If you can rember, when I was first creating my champion, I found one unit called Demigod, the stupidly expensive one with equally stupidly high stats…
If you do, nice! Because my sister’s main Champion is another highest-tier unit from the sa faction, with only slightly lower stats but with the ability to fly. I’m talking about the Seraphim, the strongest angel. An angel with comparable strength to dragons, demon lords, and the Abyss’ cosmic horrors.
This is the Champion she uses in the top 100. I asked her before and the reason she used a dragonoid – or however they’re actually called – in the tournant was because she likes flying a lot. Doubly so when it cos to combat.
The Seraphim is soooo strong! Plus you can fly! I’d love to play as one… but I’ll never admit this in front of her.
Also, my champion is better. Cooler. Stronger. Well, maybe not the last one.
I wanted to ask her to bring a Seraphim into my dungeon so I could capture it, but it’s sooooo expensive to create one… Even if I captured it, I wouldn’t be able to create a unit using it for a very long ti. It would drive mad, having a Seraphim inside a stasis chamber with which I couldn’t do anything, so I decided to forget about it.
For now.
But wasn’t she a dragon, you ask? No, that’s Makarel, not her main account.
She didn’t want people to realize it was her before she fought against us. She thought it would be too easy to recognize her if she used a similar champion with similar skills, so she choose another faction.
In my opinion, she failed at it.
Similar ways to fight, plus both champions with wings, and a similar roleplay… As demonstrated by the rumors before our fight, her fans imdiately realized it was her, only that she was playing with another champion.
So, as I was saying, she’s now training us. She prepared a special course to work for us, one for and another for Clara.
I can swear mine is specially crafted to inflict as much pain as possible…
The main reason she tells I suck is because I get too absorbed into the traps and monsters, and then miss the next ones.
What did you expect from !? I’m always looking for new ideas! New monsters, new ways to use the traps, skills I didn’t know existed… It’s a treasure trove! It’s the first ti since I’ve started playing this ga since I’ve had so much fun! Excluding when I’m inside my own dungeon, of course.
When I find sothing interesting, I think of ways to use it in my own dungeon and fall into the next trap. Or don’t see the next group of monsters… Or I walk into a wall…
The usual stuff, really.
Then there’s the other part of the training course, which is combat training. I like to call it ‘hell mode’. Marta is obsessed with this part. She wants and Clara to be good enough to avoid attacks and skills from sobody at her level.
Yeah… It’s worse than you can imagine. HOW am I supposed to avoid the attacks of sobody who can predict where I’ll move to avoid them!?
For god’s sake, I’m a mage! Why do I need to learn how to dodge attacks? What I need to learn is how to use my brain so that the enemy never gets close! That’s the important stuff!
Ok, you got … That’s an excuse. I suck at it and I’ll admit it.
On the other side, Clara’s doing a lot better than in the combat training. She can now avoid almost one attack from every twenty Marta makes.
I’m not envious. No, I’m not envious at all… She’s better than , but I’m not envious. Especially so when Marta praises her but never praises . As I said, I’m not envious. Not at all.
Also, I’m a mage, I use my brain to fight. It’s normal I’m not that good at moving my body around.
“The proper way to plan your dungeon in normal tis and in PvP is very different.” Explains Marta. “You should already know it’s bad to put the invaders into impossible situations, but on the other side, it’s a good thing to achieve in Dungeon Battles. Or in matches like in the tournant.”
“But can’t I make my dungeon very difficult? I want all the invaders to die! Hehehe!” Asks Clara.
“If you really want, you can. But then there will be very few players who will co, and you’ll have a hard ti obtaining rewards from them.”
“Ah, I see! So this is why there’s almost nobody who cos into my dungeon.”
I shudder. If I had no intentions of going inside Clara’s dungeon, now I have even less.
“Lately, Eva is the only one who cos regularly…”
“Eva? Who’s this Eva you’re talking about?” I ask her. I thought she only had contact with and Marta, did she find sobody else?
Clara answers. “She’s my classmate.” She then clenches her fist and furrows her brows. Well, I imagine her doing so because of her tone, she has no brows after all. “It’s her fault my slaves aren’t coming into my dungeon anymore…”
Hey, Clara. You said the word ‘slaves’ once again, you know?
Should I retort…? Nah, let’s feign ignorance. I look at Marta to check her reaction. She looks at , and we both nod at the sa ti. I’m sure she’s thinking the sa as .
The next one to say sothing is Marta.
“Then, let’s move to combat training. Today, you’ll be fighting between yourselves.”
“Yes! I want to practice my strangling moves! Brother, you’re my target today! Hehehe! Prepare to lose!”
“Noooooo…! Not combat training!” I shout, falling to my knees in despair.
Sobody save ! Literally, anybody! I’ll pay you whatever you ask, so please co and take my place! I don’t want to die so soon! I’m too young!
And this ti it isn’t simple combat training but it’s against Clara’s Champion. It’s the worst! It’s like mixing the two things you like the least into a single, horrifying experience!
I look at the ga’s clock, hoping for it to be close to dinner ti. This way I can say it’s too late and quickly disconnect… but there’s still an hour left.
I’m screwed.
“You know what, you’ve been talking a lot about how to build better dungeons and other stuff, Marta. But you’ve never been to my dungeon yet, am I right?”
“You’re right, I haven’t.”
Maybe I can change the topic like this? Let’s push my luck a little bit more.
“Then, how can you be so sure of what I need to know and what I don’t? Shouldn’t you invade my dungeon first, instead of wasting ti like this? And then, once you beat it, you can tell how to improve my dungeon… It makes no sense doing it the other way around.”
“Yes… maybe I should invade your dungeon first… Sotis, what you say makes sense and it surprises …”
Nice! It’s going according to the plan, let’s push a little bit more. And let’s ignore the last part.
“As much as I respect you for your experience, if you don’t know what I lack, I’m sure you can’t make good judgnts. Yes, we should go to my dungeon instead of wasting ti like this.”
“Then, I want you two to co to my dungeon too!” Interrupts Clara. “I too want to improve it!”
I shudder. There’s no need for to go too, right? Why are you talking in the plural, Clara? Didn’t we agree you would never ask to go inside your dungeon again!?
I need to get myself out of trouble before it’s too late. “I’ll help you too, Clara, but I asked for help first, so we should go to mine first…”
Marta interrupts . “Your dungeon is doing kind of fine if I’m to believe what I read in the forums. As much as I hate to admit it, you must be doing sothing good. We can go to yours later. Clara’s dungeon cos first.”
Shit, it backfired! But it’s still better than this, at least I can skip the combat training part.
If I have to choose between the Abyss’ horrors, and the Abyss’ horrors plus combat training, I would obviously choose the first.
“Then, let’s quickly go to Clara’s dungeon…”
“What are you saying, Andreu? Today, we’re doing this. We’ll reserve Clara’s dungeon invasion for the next ti, don’t you agree?”
Clara nods. “Yes! Today, we fight!”
Marta grins as she rubs her hands together. “Then, let’s start!” She says. I’m sure she’s enjoying my suffering a lot.
I try to run away, but she reacts faster than and grabs my shoulder, stopping .
“Where do you think you’re going, Andreu?” She asks.
“I-I… I, rembered I have sothing important to do, so I must leave right now… My bad, hahaha…” My eyes spun around in fear as I look for a way out of this.
“You have sothing more important than spending ti with your two sisters, which you insisted so much upon? Really?”
Omg, that grin. It’s the evilest one I’ve ever seen!
NOOOOO! Leave alone!
Sobody save ! Devil, I’ll give my soul to you, so please save ! God, I’ll pray to you every day from now on, so a miracle would be really appreciated!
I wait for so divine intervention.
…Nothing?
“Andreu, let’s fight! Hehehe!”
“...”
I have no choice but to accept my horrible fate.
For Andreu, these training sessions were way worse than the training of heroes in films and movies, where the main character trains to the limit of their body. It must be said, he tended to exaggerate things.
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